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Sunday, July 27, 2008

The Voice Of Nevis Post.

Feltz: Michelle Rodriquez. Not that one, the newsreader (one of them) on this station. And I think she may. Well be. The worst... newsreader on the planet. If she was hired for her looks, that doesn't work on radio.

Cindy: Getting an idea of the Obama Effect reaching beyond home. The station reported that CNN did a story on how performers in the Caribbean are adding to will.i.am et al's efforts (incidentally, will.i.am has now done three things to reduce his dickness in my eyes - one's that song, another is involving the Alba in its video, and a third is teaming up with Cheryl from Girls Aloud and mixing her so low that she may as well not be there, resulting in the best record yet to involve anyone from that mob), and this is certainly less embarrassing than songs about Sanford and Son and Dallas - I wish I was kidding, I really do. But there was also one from Nevis which was about the message in general without mentioning Mr. O by name - which I can't find anywhere, otherwise Butch might be interested.

Then again, if he heard it, maybe not... anyway, here's another video.

The James Horner Spot.

The Tell Them Who I Am Spot.

...is a 43-year-old guy who likes listening to film and TV music, whose days of eating entire packets of biscuits are gone thanks to the ol' diabetes, whose hair - thanks to genetics - now has a bald spot on top but who is fortunately 6'2" so it's hard to see, who enjoys the box (particularly American shows - and the often-made British claim that "we only see the best of US TV" is a fallacy as anyone who has cable will testify. I think it's Americans who only see the best of Br... I hate that term, so I refuse to sully this blog with it), who's gotten most of his friends through stories and the net, who loves writing about attractive female celebrities, who slaves at a direct mail company, and who isn't as sorry he grew up in Barbados between 1976 and 1993 as he used to be. Oh, and he doesn't seem any emotionally different from when he was 12. A man really is a child grown up, child is father of the man, and so on...